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(I think he and the hatter would be good friends, not sure about the Joker though. Probably met him briefly? @AWarriorcat) Looking around him, Haigha chose the road he thought was towards his and The Hatter's house, observing how different and somehow less quirky the forest was when covered by...

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((My most sincere apologies ladies and gentlepersons, for my lack of activity. Caused by a few broken promises and change of plans I find myself without WiFi. It should be back around the 31st, but I might be able to write some this evening as well. Sorry...)) Following the sound of ice...

Sylvir looked back at Amelia and grinned. "Nah I just talk a lot. People tend to mix them up." I jumped up from the chair, looking wildly around. "Let's find the hatter! Or Ollie! Or someone else! I wanna pester someone!" He laughed, drawing circles in the air with his blade.

Sylvir looked both disappointed and satisfied by that, not sure why himself. "Of course, if hr died I wouldn't get my daily dose of nightmare fuel.." He basically lived on that, seeking the nightmareish hallucinations when he became bored.

"If one were to kill the jester, do you think he would bleed?" Sylvir mused, more to himself than to anyone else. "Is there meat and nerves, things that could make him hurt, under there?"

Syvir started to pout. "It would really be a shame if the hatter died. Ollie is a brilliant man, marvelous craftmanship, but he can over exaggerate a tiny bit from time to time." He sighed.

Syvir laughed, as he, for once, remembered something. "We're all mad here," he qouted, not sure who said it in the first place though.

Syvir stared at the girl with big wondering eyes. "Why, is getting invited to a tea party a crime now?" He smiled, the smile somehow seeming glued onto his face no matter if he wanted it there or not.

Syvir looked up at the floating black ghost, giggling again. "Might've been, yeah." He looked over at Amelia, tilting his head to one side. "Why, I'm Syvir. Or, at least I was Syvir the last time I checked." He gave an awkward bow.

Climbing up onto one of the chairs Syvir sat there observing the girl and the chainsaw. "Nice chainsaw," he remarked, one of his legs kicking another chair in a bored sort of fashion. "Much more impressing than this little thing." He pulled out his long slender blade, looking at it, wondering...

Peeking up from under the tea table, Syvir noticed the girl standing there, a chainsaw in her hand. He had seen her about at the hatter's place before, Amelie, wasn't it? Or something like that... "Are they gone?" He asked, his eyes rapidly darting back and forth. His mind was slightly more...

Name: Tarrant Tetch / The Hatter Appearance: (With optional picture.) http://www.deviantart.com/art/The-Mad-Hatter-79938702 As picture but lately with chalky pale skin and dark rings under his eyes. Gender: Male Sexuality: Pansexual Relationships: None Personality(Positives and...

So, I'm aware that you've already started, and that you haven't written anything since the 14th, and all of that, BUT, it's all so awesome and everyone is brilliant and stuffs, so Imma go ahead and post a character, and yeah. Name: Syvir Lasterie Age: Presumably around 20. Gender: Male...

Just your friendly neighborhood manical.

Username: Sister Destruction Name: Logan Black Title: Black Chess (Knight) Gender: Male Age (17-28): 26 Sexuality: Bi-curious Crush: None Boyfriend/Girlfriend: None Personality: Logan is loyal almost to the point of stupidity. If he swears and oath he feels like he must keep it...